My brother is so stable

At this moment, the golden-winged roc only knew that he was locked by the magical powers of others, and turned his head in shock...

A white shadow flashed past, and a magnificent fairy was standing in front of the girl, her beautiful face was full of icy cold, and her eyes shone with blue light.

Master!

The golden-winged roc was about to reveal its real body, but the fairy's move was too fast, and the two slender hands quickly formed the nine-character seal, using the ancient human race's fighting method.

The Golden Winged Roc could clearly feel at this moment that Sui Yue Dao was a little moved by this woman!

Even if there is just a trace, it is enough to set off a turbulent sea in the heart of the Golden Winged Roc, and at this moment, the Golden Winged Roc's extreme speed was completely broken, and the speed of the forward charge was like a snail!

Even the body is not visible!

Fairy's long hair fluttered, and she pushed her left palm forward expressionlessly. Nine bluish-white light circles bloomed in the palm of her hand, trapping the nearly frozen figure of the golden-winged roc.

"town!"

The eyes of the golden-winged roc turned black, its primordial spirit was imprisoned, and its Taoist body was locked up. The phantom of the golden roc that had appeared around its body was forcibly strangled by the nine blue light circles.

The fairy raised her hand, her sleeves fluttered, and the golden-winged roc tied into rice dumplings flew over the high wall and the formation that automatically opened a gap, rolling on the shallow grass for several weeks.

Keng!

A big ax came from the side, and the blade of the ax brushed against the golden-winged roc's ear, chopped off strands of his long hair, and stuck them in the grass.

The golden-winged roc's heart trembled slightly, and he felt the coercion of a master again, and the opponent unreservedly showed his killing intent towards him.

At the edge of Pengniao's line of sight, a muscular and bulging man stepped forward, his eyes filled with blood.

The strong man asked in a deep voice, "Your Highness, was it cut or burnt?"

A voice from inside the wall answered coldly: "Make soup."

The golden-winged roc was not only scared, but also angry, and passed out directly.

In Lingxiao Palace, all the gods and generals watching this scene in the big bronze mirror lost their voices at this moment.

4 Chapter [-] The Water God Boils the Eagle 【Ticket Request】

'Make soup. '

The whole body twitched a few times, and the golden-winged roc, which was hanging upside down under a big tree, slowly opened its eyes, the eyes were still in shock, and the dry trunk of an old tree was printed in the eyes.

He, he seemed to have had a horrible nightmare.

The heaven in the dream seemed to be empty, and he rushed to the Guanghan Palace unexpectedly and smoothly, but was slapped away by Fairy Heng'e...

The number one beauty in the Three Realms is a master comparable to a disciple of a sage?

As soon as the Golden Winged Roc had this thought in his heart, he realized that he was hanging upside down at this time, and he heard the sound of crackling fire, and one or two chatter and laughter...

His celestial power was sealed, and the bird champion spirit was imprisoned by nine cyan halos, unable to move for a while;

Struggling with all his strength at this time, he only slowly turned half a circle, and saw the three figures sitting three feet away.

An old man with white hair, a strong man with a familiar look, and the 'bull demon' he had seen before.

The white-haired old man looked over upon hearing the sound, showed a kind smile, and said, "Are you awake?"

The golden-winged roc nodded blankly, not knowing how to respond.

The white-haired old man said softly: "Don't be afraid, the process of removing the wings went smoothly."

The golden-winged roc was taken aback.

The burly man and the cow demon turned their heads, each holding a large "roasted wing" in their hands, and smiled slightly at the golden-winged roc.

"tasty."

"Very strong."

The golden-winged roc only felt a coldness in his heart, and his face was extremely sad and angry. He was about to curse on the spot, but felt extremely sleepy. He "raised his head" and sprayed blood, and passed out again.

Li Changshou wondered: "This guy, why don't you check yourself?"

Wu Gang laughed and said, "Where did the Western religion get such a superb product?"

Qing Niu gnawed the roasted spirit bird's wings, and praised: "It's really strong. I didn't expect this spirit bird's wings to be more delicious than leg meat."

Li Changshou shook his head and chuckled: "Finally sure, why did his sister say that he can be killed directly.

It's useless to keep it, just cause trouble for the Feng Clan, it's better to kill it. "

"You take another mount?"

Wu Gang said: "The extreme speed of this thing is really powerful. It has not revealed its true body until now after entering the Heavenly Court. Maybe its speed is not much worse than that of Kunpeng.

If it can reach that speed, it will be rare in the world. "

Qingniu muttered: "The mount also pays attention to a spirituality, just this silly criticism...forget it."

Li Changshou was slightly moved, and sat there thinking for a while.

It is definitely not appropriate to take a mount. After all, the golden-winged roc is the younger brother of Kong Xuan. Killing him himself is completely different from taking him as a mount.

Kong Xuan's feelings must be considered, after all, she is the master's wife hand-picked by the teacher.

Then, let the golden-winged roc be used by our own side, and at the critical moment, play their extreme speed to take them along...

Sister Kong Xuan should not mind.

but……

"It's really troublesome to subdue such a guy," Li Changshou rubbed his forehead, feeling that this was a double torture to his spirit and willpower.

Wu Gang said with a smile: "Come on, what about the Feng family?

Here I have the God-Forbidden Curse used by the ancients to control some great monsters, which just happened to come in handy. "

Li Changshou pondered a few times, closed his eyes, and the Taiji diagram slowly revealed its true form in the palm of his left hand.

He has already started to communicate with Taijitu.

Golden-winged Dapeng's temperament can be described as naive in one word, and it can be described in three words...

Very silly.

Pretending to be smart, blatant, and bold, with a particularly high spirit and a little bit of ability, he doesn't accept whoever hits him, he just wants someone to talk nicely, and he can do whatever he wants when he's comfortable.